The_Twisted_Ear
A proud Conservative!
Of all the words; we are four
All rhyming down to the core
One is what a pen is for
Another's brightness can't be more
The third is a toy soaring through the wind
The last happens late, you must comprehend
Now tell me what these four words are
And you just might go really far
All rhyming down to the core
One is what a pen is for
Another's brightness can't be more
The third is a toy soaring through the wind
The last happens late, you must comprehend
Now tell me what these four words are
And you just might go really far
